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Chapter 55 Restoration

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"If you fail to repair the Embroidery, Melody, you'll apologize to Suzie in front of everyone," Mrs. Shield declared firmly.

"And I'll assess the actual value of this embroidery. You just need to sign the IOU."

"You must apologize and compensate. Are you willing?" she pressed, her grace as she glanced at the gasping Mr. Shield beside her. "Darling, you're not to compensate for Melody. This is what she deserves!"

undiminished

At such a young age, lying, shifting blame, and talking nonsense-Melody needed a stern lesson.

Melody smirked lightly, taunting, "What if I can restore it perfectly?"

Mrs. Shield sneered, "That's impossible. But if you do repair it well, what do you want? I can grant it."

Melody raised an eyebrow, glancing at the weak Suzanna leaning on Carson's arm. "Anything?"

Mrs. Shield's contemptuous attitude persisted as she nodded smugly, "Yes, anything belonging to the Shield family, I can grant you. But Melody, you're just dreaming..." Ignoring her dismissive tone, Melody turned her cold, noble figure and addressed the watching guests. "Please bear witness."

The crowd, eager to witness the drama unfold, naturally nodded in agreement.

"Mrs. Ingrid, please fetch the embroidery box from the courtyard," Melody instructed calmly.

Melody closely since

She had witnessed Melody

night to design a

scarf intended as a

complex technique of double-sided embroidery to create two endearing cartoon characters. Each year, at the same time, the young girl would eagerly seek Mrs. Ingrid's opinion. "Do you think Gary will like this pattern?" she

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Chapter 55 Restoration

Gary's birthday, she would return with a crestfallen expression. "Does

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retreat to the windowsill, weariness etched across her features as she contemplated her perceived failure to earn her family's approval and

her.

sufferings are too complex

was cleared, adorned with an array of embroidery

Everything was meticulously prepared.

a fractured embroidery sample, its threads frayed and fabric

the repair, the delicate silk

gracefully settled into her seat with focused precision, threading the

her hands,

silk, a luxury beyond measure, were remnants of Melody's

finesse in the craft became evident, earning nods of respect from those who understood the intricacies of embroidery.

Melody maintained her composure, her gaze steady and

the fabric together, deftly threading the silk in the

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